Came Up, Pt. 2 - Larry June

Shit!

Aye Aye aye

Damn

Got damn

Yes lord

Sock it to me

Yeehee!

I don’t save hoes, not a captain

Beat the pussy up I got it clappin

Bitch done fucked up my damn mattress

Versace covers bitch I’m really mackin

At the farmer’s market strapped with the cannon

You never knowing when this shit could happen

I was playing the net you was playing Madden

Broke your baby mama for a hundred thousand

I know I hurt your feelings bruh my bad

You wanna beat the bitch up real bad

I serve them papers to him but he still calling

The bitch chose up now he hella mad

I’m in New York but I’ll be gone tomorrow

All I know is ball, bitch I’m cashing out

She be like «I knew June when he was in high school»

Bitch shut the fuck up I’m balling now

Got a bad bitch making egg whites

Bitch looking like a Tommy Hil model

I just left the Bay, I’m on Fairfax

I’m finna take a job, she finna go tanning

She like why you never call

Aye sweetie, hand me that Palm Pilot please, thank you

I don’t shop at malls (GOD DAMN)

(I don’t shop at malls)

My cell phone ring

And I got the text

I just made a touch down

I just made a touch down

He told me it was good

Didn’t need to know the rest

I just made a touch down

I just made a touch down

I done came up

I done came up

I done came up

I done came up

I done came up

I done came up

Choppa ringing like a doorbell

Pyrex got the coke smell

I hit the Henny then I fishtail

Then check my phone another brick sell

Fuck the bullshit bitch I got a type

I ain’t just fucking anything

Baby I can get your credit right

Then put a Range Rover in your name

I’m a big tipper, Bimmer dipper

Everything organic got these niggas in they feelings

Got the ho the new Balenciaga’s told the bitch you fucking with a real one

Two hoes took my bitches for a hike

We gon chill today but we gon trap tonight

Two bands for my Specialized bike

Eating sushi sipping fine wine

Crab meat in my wontons (scrumptious!)

Before I ate I had to hit the blunt

Swagger on a hundred million thousand

That’s why these bitches steady choosing up

It’s a nice day I took the bitch for lunch

Maybe your ex was, but I’m not in love

Bitch I got a plan, we can make some bands

Flip it to a million, god damn

Sock it to me!

Yeeeeeeheeeeee!